This went on in the late 60s and early 70s when I was in my 20s. I guess you could say 'young and full of cum'. During those times that I didn't have a girl friend I'd often look at a girly magazine with there pictures of beautiful nude women in them and would use these pictures as stimulus while I relieved my sexual tensions with a good hand job. This was fine up to a point.
There were the times I'd be looking at these beauties on those pages getting all aroused when I not only wanted to see the soft female flesh but wanted to actually FEEL some. It was at these times that I would drive to the West side of our city where one would always find these women working the streets. I'd drive down the street looking at them while rubbing on my cock getting even more horny. The women would usually be wearing dresses or a top and skirt which would allow easy access to the delights they were covering. There wonderful soft beautiful legs. I have pretty much always been a leg man so this was fine with me. I'd finally find one that really looked good to me and would swing around the block and end up picking her up.
Using the cover of darkness on the side streets after going over what I wanting and nagotiating the price I'd undo my pants and lower enough to expose my hard ready cock. The girl would scoot over next to me and raise her dress exposing her beautiful thighs with all that soft female flesh I was craving to feel. I'd reach over placing my hand on her inner thigh and start rubbing and squeezing the wonderful soft flesh. She would wrap her hand around my cock and start stroking. I'd tell them to go slow so I could enjoy this awhile. It wouldn't be long and I'd get where I needed to get off and it would almost hurt. I'd tell the girl faster now. Soon I'd be squirming in the seat as I was feeling the orgasm building. When the time came I'd tell the girl 'I'm going to cum. Oh God, I'm going to cum'. She'd place a hand full of tissue paper over the end of my cock to catch the cum. At that age it would had shot all over the place when I went off so the tissue was a must. I'd finally come down from the orgasm and would tell the girl that was it and she'd remove her hand. I'd ease my pants back up and fasten them. I'd usually reach over for one last feel of her leg while driving her back to the street where I had picked her up.
Back then I don't know what I'd done without those girls. I know I would had been one horny SOB if they weren't there.